Good Philippe

Last Sunday Albert Hammond Jr. passed through town — again — and we were delighted to sample — again — his drafty summer love songs. It's nice to spend time looking at his big hair and windmilling forearm without being distracted by Julian pretending to be drunk. Hammond did spend a more than a few minutes talking about alcohol with an unnerving “Whoa!” enthusiasm, which was odd, but maybe he really was drunk. Anyway, that stuff makes people clap, so they did, and it was welcome, since applause wasn't happening nearly as much as we assumed it would.